It had been drizzling while we were in the temple, but the
rain seemed to take a break as we emerged. As we hurried to the bus stand
before the rain started again, our attention was caught by these huge mannequins
at the entrance to the temple hall. A faded poster informed us that they had
stood welcome for a Yakshagana performance a few weeks earlier...

Naturally, I stopped to click a photo, and that drew our
attention to something else... something I hadn’t seen in a long, long
time..... local tightrope artistes!

They were a fairly common sight on the roads of Delhi during
my childhood, and even when we came to Mumbai, we spotted them now and again. There
was a time when I remember watching them with bated breath... Then came a time
when I passed by without stopping for a look... It has only been recently that I
realised they have been missing from our streets for quite a few years... and,
as with most such things, the realisation came only with the desire to show
Samhith the entertainments we grew up with!

Shankar and I were transported to our childhood, and we
watched happily, but Samhith was less impressed, thanks to all the stunts he
watches on TV.....

The kid with the collection bowl was covered in feathers...

Here are a couple of videos...

And as we watched, behind the performers and the temple,
there arose a beautiful rainbow!

It was a wonderful sight.... the rainbow, the temple, and
the performers!

What an end to the day, we thought, as we went on our way to
the bus stand. It just shows how little we knew of what was to come next!!!

We reached the bus stand, only to discover that we had
missed the last bus to Sringeri once again!!!! And it began pouring too!! Any
sane person would have hired a car to Sringeri, or stayed overnight at Udupi.
But not us! Shankar decided that we could take an auto back to Sringeri. I was
sceptical, but the auto driver whom he found seemed ready to take on the
challenge. Thus we set off, amidst the pouring rain, on a road which seemed too
pockmarked to justify the title of ‘hghway’... till somewhere near Manipal,
where the rain proved too much for all of us, and the auto driver finally gave
up! How we managed to get a taxi in pitch darkness, with the rain in full
force, and how we arrived at Sringeri, bedraggled and drooping with sleep, is
something I wish I could forget!

That, we hoped, was the end of our adventure. We were to
leave Sringeri the next morning, and head towards the River Tern Lodge. It was
a much anticipated part of our trip, and we were looking forward to it eagerly.
However, we had more adventures in store before reaching the lodge!

Hey that street performer just gave me an idea for a post. Thank you :) Your travails in the auto sounded too traumatic. Wonder how you survived that and made plans for the next day! I have been to Udipi in 2002 and gone to the temple. Didn't go around much though.

Now I am waiting to read your post, Zephyr!!! and it wasnt really traumatic.. we enjoyed it for a while, actually,. it was only that we were really tired after a long day and it eventually caught up with us! and besides, we had to break our resolution to avoid hiring a cab!

That was too much "An Auto from Udupi to Sringeri" , This is an example of what they say in hindi pakki ghumakkari . The place and the post both were refreshing to me and my memories in Udupi and rainbow was the cherry on the cake .